A Man Of Color - Sex Stories

A Man Of Color

... help making a mental comparison of Berry’s cock with Ray’s. My husband’s cock was adequately endowed, but Berry’s was enormously thick from base to tip, and noticeably longer by three to four inches. I somehow felt perversely privileged and lucky to have such an impressive specimen standing before me. It was at that point that my awareness of my husband’s presence in the room turned shadowy and I became just a woman who was ready and willing and very eager to be taken by this sexy dark stature of a man. Berry watched and waited as I stood up to peel out of my dress and the remainder of my sexy lingerie, and then we slowly approached each other at the foot of the bed. My heart was drumming inside my chest as I stood on my toes and reached my arms up around his broad shoulders. When his powerful arms coiled around my body and pulled me tightly against him, I whispered a sweet moan to his ear. His skin felt as smooth and warm against my breasts as they flattened against his hard muscular chest. I am tall for a woman, but this man was like a giant as I stood in his arms. We kissed, tentatively at first. His lips were soft and pillowy, and his tongue was wet and thick as it slid into my mouth. I opened my mouth wide and gave him my tongue in return. My senses heightened as our saliva mixed and our naked flesh pressed tightly together. I felt his cock press against my abdomen, hard and hot. I felt his hands, large and smooth, roaming down my back and caressing the cheeks of my ...

... ass. I continued kissing him with more passion as I felt his fingers reaching down between my cheeks until they came in contact with the wet folds of my pussy and roamed the full length of my slit. “Mmm, you’re wet, baby,” he said in a deep masculine tone of voice when he broke the kiss and ran his hot lips over my ear. “You make me this way,” I shivered with a whisper as his fingers continued sliding back and forth, drawing out my juices. I gently and repeatedly pressed and relaxed my belly against his cock, arousing him all the more. After long minutes of standing foreplay, Berry said to me, “Shall we?” I glanced over at my husband for the first time since Berry and I embraced, and saw Ray nodding his approval. I looked up at Berry’s eyes and answered, “Yes.” Lying down on the bed, I stretched out on my back with an inviting pose and opened my legs for Berry as he mounted me. My hands reached to caress his face and my eyes appealed him. I wanted him to know that I was surrendering myself to him. In acknowledgement, he smiled at me tenderly and kissed me. We lay like that and kissed for a long time, my hands caressing his back, the smooth skin of my inner thighs sliding up and down along his thighs, the slickened lips of my pussy grinding against the thick shaft of his cock. I could have easily went oral on Berry. He had a beautiful cock and I had thought of dropping to my knees and pleasure him with my mouth before we made it to the bed, but it just didn’t work out that way. ...